"I'll take the students down first; you guys get ready to receive them."
Cao Haoyuan didn't even know where the tea room on the third floor was, let alone that now the entire third floor was a sea of flames, and the doors of this private hall were nearly burnt through.
Wu Bin did know the location of the tea room on the third floor, as he had glanced at it when he came in.
Should he take charge?
Wu Bin felt hesitant in his heart.
Better not, he thought. He was just an ordinary person with limited abilities.
However, just as Cao Haoyuan stepped onto the ladder and was about to reach out to help Wu Bin.
Wu Bin looked down and saw an old woman sitting on the ground, wailing loudly.
"Who will save my daughter! My daughter is still inside!"
The old woman was crying very sadly.
She had tried several times to rush into the restaurant but the firefighters had firmly blocked her.
Surely there's nothing more tragic in this world than a parent sending off their own child.
